I like to dress up in a donkey suit and have people call me a jackass.

When my husband isn't home, I like to pretend I have Davy Jones of The Monkees, imprisoned in my basement.

After you hurt me,I trusted you again.You think I still love you.I can't find that feeling again.You are wasting your time with me.I won't ever love you again.

I spend everyday feeling completely alone; even though I am married to the man I've been with for 10 years. I sit and wish you could love me like you loved her.

How can you sit there and raise another womans child but not your own! I hate you more than anything in this world and wish that misery would meet you!